The Beautiful Widow Belongs to the Police
S2 - 20

20

Dimas left Naura with the two MUA without giving any explanation to Naura. Just a kiss on the forehead and a smile that he offered to his wife before leaving. Even with the two people in the room, they did not give a satisfactory answer to the many questions Naura asked.

"Sorry, Miss, we're just following orders to dress Miss. The rest, please Miss ask her own to Mr. Dimas," they replied, every time Naura asked and managed to make the mother of one child was upset to choose silence.

Until the two make-up artists were almost done dressing her up, a million pieces of that marketing still hadn't disappeared from Naura's head. 'What surprise did Papol actually prepare for me? To the point that she's been shutting me down for a week and there's been a kidnap show? What do you think this is an action film? Good thing my heart is strong, what if I suddenly have a heart attack? Nangis kejer ampe so the new widower knows the taste.' Naura who tried to find her own answer was instead upset by everything her husband had done.

"What date is it now, Ma'am?" naura asked the woman who was putting on her eyes. "There is nothing special on this date" muttered Naura, after the person answered her question.

This is not a special day or date. No special events take place on the current date. Naura's birthday is over, the wedding anniversary is still a few months away, her husband's birthday is also over. Then what kind of celebration made him come to that place? The question still has not received an answer.

"Miss, it's done. Here are the clothes, please change them! Finishing up." One of the MUA gave a box containing the dress that had been prepared Dimas.

"I don't want to change clothes, before you say what event is here" Naura said.

"I'm sorry we don't want to answer, but that's not our authority." The MUA also keuekeuh on its stance. "It's best that Miss change clothes quickly because the show is about to start."

"Bg ...." Naura throttled annoyed. He took the box and took out the contents.

"Eh, well, the dress looks like a wedding dress, huh?" naura muttered to herself, upon seeing the peach-colored wedding dress.

Meanwhile, the families were already waiting in the hotel hall. The hall that has been conjured by the wedding organizer becomes a very magnificent reception venue with a blend of white and gold colors with a little touch of pink. In that place, Dimas wants to realize the dream of the wife who wants to feel the procession that Irma had done during the wedding first. Procession that can only be carried out once in a lifetime, namely the procession of the sword.

At a time when everyone was impatient to witness the ceremony of the sword orgies, another case with Irma's sister-in-law. The girl, not too concerned about the procession that will happen because she is busy looking for someone's attention by getting to know the person's child better.

Friska was in a room with young mothers who were babysitting their babies. She is also so absorbed in being Alvino's impromptu nanny. He who incidentally has many nephews, already know how to babysit so it is not difficult for Friska to quickly get along with Alvino. Friska also loves children.

"Fris, must have been sore from earlier carrying Al continues. Come here, let's change!" The goddess who felt sorry to see Friska holding Alvino for long enough also invited the girl to change to hold Alvino.

"No need, Ma'am. You are sore, really," reject Friska with a smile that appears.

"Later if a sore says it, yes. Let's change," said Dewi who answered Friska's nod.

However, in Friska's heart she promised not to give the little boy the slightest item to the Goddess. If the little boy can call the Goddess 'mama', he is sure with the closeness that began to intertwine Alvino can also call it 'mommy'. Meanwhile, Dewi chooses to regroup with Irma and Bara's wife who is guarding Kayla and Arka.

'Ma'am, I know you're a good man. But I also want a chance. So, let's compete healthily!' murmured Friska, a glance towards the Goddess who was talking to Irma.

Alvino also seemed to start a henchman in the sling Friska, although the early had refused and continued to fuss calling mama to the Goddess.

"De, mending down his Alvino was still here. It will be just right in the hall." Irma also gives advice, but Friska still refuses.

'Why does Friska seem to not want Alvino to be held by someone else? He kept holding Al.' Irma who had been watching Friska's behavior began to feel something strange. In fact, the girl was uneasy and would happily change Alvino's diaper when the little boy got a pup instead.

"Sir, I want a story," said Dewi hesitantly to Irma, disperse the reverie of the pregnant woman.

However, instead of starting to tell a story, Dewi instead played his fingernails. He was confused where to start, even clearly visible if the woman is currently gerogi.

Irma who saw the behavior of his men is not as usual immediately grasped the hand of the Goddess. "Say he wants to talk. Go, talk! Is there a problem?" irma asked who was answered by the Goddess.

"Yesterday Mas Ryan and his parents came to the house" said Dewi, venturing out, which made all the women there stunned, including Friska.

"Continue?" ask Irma, impatient.

"Parent Mas Ryan blatantly asked my father to be betrothed to Mas Ryan," said Dewi again, who managed to make the girl who was holding Alvino felt out of oxygen supply.

"Then how's the decision?"

"Dad left everything to me, Ma'am."

"Keep your decision?" Irma was getting impatient with the Goddess's answer. He hoped that the Goddess would accept it, without knowing if it happened there was one heart that would be hurt.

"As Ma'am said, everyone has their own past. Maybe Mas Ryan used to be very bad, but from that bad he can learn better. Everyone deserves a chance to fix everything. Chika also seemed happy after twice meeting with Mas Ryan," said Dewi at length, who then stopped—bingung said. "As Maak said, a soul mate, sustenance and death is a God who wants to. So, after I cradle, I want to try to open my heart to Mas Ryan. And what will it look like in the future, I leave everything the same as the One Above," continued Dewi.

"So you accepted it?" tanya Irma made sure that answered the nod of the Goddess. "Ah .. I'm so happy. Congratulations, yes!" Irma immediately embraced the Goddess after hearing all that, as well as Bara's wife.

Uhuk!

The other with Friska. The girl was like being struck by lightning in broad daylight when she heard the Goddess' confession. Even unknowingly he pierced the piece of fruit very much and ate it at once until it faltered, making everyone turn their head towards him.

"You're a habit if you don't eat carefully until you're so rich." Ryan who had just entered the room immediately took a drink and gave it to Friska attentively, when he saw the girl flutter as something filled his throat.

"De, what's wrong with you?" Irma approached her sister, worried.

After the fruits enter with the help of a glass of water. Friska looked at everyone who was staring at her worriedly with a wide grin adorning her face.

"Bad auntie huh, Al! Fruit has Al even aunty eat, so was a aunt," he told Alvino.

"De, if you eat carefully," continued Irma answered nodding Friska.

"Honey, here's a somber papah. Tante pity abis sprains." Ryan then took Alvino from Friska's sling. "Oh, yeah, I'm here anyway, you're gonna pick you up. The show has started, we should go there now" Ryan said again.

The main goal, Ryan to get there was to tell the news. However, just until he was presented Friska who was being sucked in fruit.

Everyone came out of the room to the hall.

'Don't give up Fris! Your real struggle is just about to begin. Your mission this time is slippery again janur which will soon curve, ' said Friska staring at two backs that come out side by side from the space, then he followed it.